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Surely You Don’t Believe In Evolution?

Along this path, all history
Has moved , sometimes spasmodically,
A restless, seeking caravan
Of life that fills the timeless span
From the earliest conscious slime to me.

But Adam, sprinting, quite outran
His cousin, the orang-utan,
And now disowns his kin that flee
Along this path.

We each hang on his family tree
What shows us advantageously:
I skip the horsethieves in my clan,
But own that animals and man
Are one, AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
Along this path!

by Ray Romine Friday, December 15, 1944

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Sure Thing

Hobbies are a thing with which
Teen-age girls take no chances.
Forgoing stamps, the little vamps
Collect admiring glancesl

by Ray Romine Wednesday, September 19, 1951

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Supplicant

October’s few leaves are as bright as the hopes
I possessed but a few days ago,
But that rare mood today is as bleak as the slope
That will shortly be covered with snow.

Yet, the blackest of hills and the barest of trees
But relax for the future’s full swing;
So my darling forgive me if, down on my knees
I pray for Love’s recurring spring.

by Ray Romine Sunday, February 18, 1951

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Supper Dishes

They argue over who shall wipe
And who shall wash. I light my pipe;
I sit back in my easy chair,
Contented and relaxful there,
And have the paper half read through
When comes the emissary to
Announce what he had half expected:
Father dear has been elected.

by Ray Romine Friday, October 5, 1951

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Sunday Drive

Heated, worried people
Trying to forget
Mankind, as a product
Isn’t finished yet.

They kill their time and money,
Boredom underscored;
I observe their foibles
So I won’t be bored!

by Ray Romine Monday, July 12, 1948